Chapter 3

Feng moye on the bed didn't expect that the girl dared to talk to Tian Jing like this. Up and down the family, who doesn't know that Tian Jing has followed master Feng since he was young. Up to now, he is the elder of the family. No one dares to offend him easily except Grandpa.

This girl doesn't know whether it's a newborn calf afraid of tigers or a fool.

I heard from my grandfather that the person to be married by the Cheng family was originally the second miss of the Cheng family, but there was another saying that the second miss, Cheng Xinyue, had recently checked her body and found out that she might not have fertility. My grandfather certainly wouldn't agree to marry a woman without fertility.

Then she changed to this girl. If she didn't look at her earth steamed stuffed bun dress and just listened to her voice, she really thought she was a national woman.

He covered his mouth and coughed: "housekeeper Tian, go out first."

"But young master, she..."

"Get out!"

It was clear that his voice was so calm, but Cheng ran felt the bitter cold. She couldn't help turning around and looking at the bed.

The man sat on the bed, his face lined with a black shirt was as cold as a sculpture, but he couldn't hide his dignity and arrogance.

Even if his lower body was paralyzed, his pride did not decrease at all, which she admired.

If he could tell himself about the closure, he might know the cause of grandma's death, and her purpose of coming here would be achieved.

Wait until you find out, and then find a way to leave.

Tian Jing couldn't intervene any more. He respectfully withdrew and closed the door.

The room fell into darkness again. Cheng ran was not used to it. She asked Feng moye.

"Can you open the curtains?"

"No." He didn't even think about it, so he refused directly. The sound line was low and magnetic, like it could knock into people's heart.

"Don't you think it's gloomy?" Plus the cold air around him, she was almost frozen to death.

The man sneered, "isn't that good? I don't want to see you, and you don't bother to see me."

Cheng ran replied, "but we will meet every day in the future. Are you going to do this all the time?"

Escape is not the way.

"Besides, how can I treat your legs like this?"

Feng moye's dark eyes were slightly surprised.

"Can you heal your legs?"

Cheng ran shrugged modestly: "you can try."

She promised to treat Feng moye's legs, but it wasn't Bai Zhi. She mainly wanted him to owe himself a favor so that he could help investigate the cause of grandma's death. No one knows the whole family better than him.

Feng moye hasn't seen the sun for several months. Since the hospital told him that his legs can't walk anymore, he has locked himself in his room and paralyzed himself.

But can the girl in front really cure herself? Grandpa found so many famous doctors and went to so many hospitals, but there was no result after all.

Thinking of this, the light at the bottom of his eyes darkened again.

"Forget it, my leg can't even be cured by a famous doctor. Can you still cure it?"

Instead of holding the hope of no result, it's better to let him die at the beginning.

Cheng ran can also understand that it's really shocking to be so beautiful, but you can only lie in bed.

She raised her eyebrows confidently.

"You let me try and don't suffer a loss. Just in case the dead horse becomes a live horse doctor this time."

Feng moye raised his eyes and swept coldly: "who is the dead horse?"

Cheng ran knows that the young master has a bad temper and has to coax him now.

She bent her eyes, smiled like a crescent moon and patted herself.

"Me, it's me, all right."

Feng moye wants to see how capable this girl can be.

"What are you going to do now?"

"Wait a minute..."

Cheng ran takes out a small bag from her suitcase. When she opens it, Feng moye sees that it is full of silver needles of different thickness. Is it difficult? How much skill does this girl really have?

When Cheng ran comes to Feng moye with a needle, he looks down and checks his legs. Feng moye can see clearly now.

Feng moye helplessly helps his forehead. What kind of daughter-in-law did the master find for him? This... This is too ugly.

At the moment, Cheng ran only focuses on Feng moye's leg. His leg is really difficult to cure. It doesn't look like an ordinary paralysis.

It's just that she needs to be treated for a while before she sees it.

She raised her eyes and looked at him when she had time.

The facial features are perfect, extremely aggressive, with European and American contours, strong lines and masculine spirit. The fierce temperament gives people a natural sense of nobility and distance.

It's a pity that he was paralyzed, but meeting her was his blessing in his last life.

"Then I'll apply the needle. It may hurt a little. You can bear it."

"Wait a minute." Feng moye saw those sharp needles rolling up and down his throat. He looked at Cheng ran skeptically. "Do you have a doctor's qualification certificate?"

Cheng Ranwei Leng has a doctor's qualification certificate. She is a professor. If you really want to see her, I'm afraid you have to wait for a few months.

However, Feng moye will not believe his dress.

"My doctor's qualification certificate is in the village and I didn't bring it, but don't worry, I can cure this disease."

When I took out the first one, my hand shook and almost fell to the ground.

"Sorry, I haven't given anyone an injection for too long. I'm a little nervous."

Feng moye has a gloomy face and wants to say is she nervous? Maybe it's a magic stick from somewhere.

When Cheng ran picked up the needle and was ready to pierce it, Feng moye suddenly clasped her wrist.

She looked at him in amazement, her thick eyebrows slanting.

"You have to find out. I've looked for famous doctors all over the country and abroad.

Can she do it with her poor Kung Fu?

Cheng ran questioned, "are you sure you've searched all the famous doctors?"

One of the famous doctors must not have her.

Speaking of this, Feng moye really remembered that there was such a doctor. The old man said that the doctor was absent all year round, and he took the position of professor at a young age. He was a rare genius in the medical field.

Many other medical schools wanted to hire her as vice president, but the other party refused directly.

A mysterious man.

It seems that he still has a last name with the girl in front of him. He doesn't remember what his full name is.

But what does it have to do with her.

Cheng ran saw him meditating and didn't want to waste time. She patted him on the leg.

"Let's not waste time."

After saying that, she picked up the needle and pointed it at his Zusanli, Huantiao, Fengshi and several other acupoints. When it was finished, Feng moye looked at Cheng ran and found that the position of her needle was right.

Even if he doesn't know medical skills, the position of the doctors who came before is similar to that of the girl.

Anyway, so many people haven't been cured. Let her have a try for the time being.

Just after the fight, Cheng ran didn't have time to clean up. Someone broke in outside.

"Brother..."